Schuldig had no difficulty evading the table-- he knew it was coming, after all. Instead, he laughed at the unspoken thought that passed through Robin's mind.

"Isn't that sad," He called up to them, being sure to speak loudly enough for his voice to clearly carry. "You can't tell her what's really on your mind. Didn't anyone ever teach you to be honest? Trust issues are the root of every relationship that's gone south."

As for the table, it never crashed against floor nor wall. Still concealed in the smoke, it hurtled back in the direction from which it had come.